Count them…

One…

The first one to fall was the Auror watcher who patrolled the bay that allowed each boat to come and go. The only sound he made was his body hitting the cold, stormy ocean. The Dark Prince smiled contently under his mask and stepped off the boat. No sign of the previous days and restless nights were evident in his cool, calculated walk.

Two…

The guard to the left of the entrance. Snape allowed Crabbe the honor of that kill. Crabbe did it clumsily and loudly. When it was over, he looked over to the Dark Prince. Snape muttered a curse under his breath. "Remind me to hurt you."

"Yes sir."

Three…

The guard to the right. It took Nott longer then expected to break the charms and the other five Death Eaters began to squirm uneasily. Severus leaned against the doorframe, almost lazily and watched him work.

Nott began to fumble in the darkness.

Severus smirked. "You didn't spend time here, did you?"

"No. Is it true what they say?"
"It's like being everyday in hell." Snape whispered in a deaden voice. "But now it's time to make sure they pay."

Don't think about it…

He looked towards the main building where the bulk of the imprisoned Death Eaters were held. His hand found his way to his coin that he began to twirl between his fingers. It looked almost like if he was bored but the movement reassured him.

"And open says me…" Nott said, as he pushed open the gates.

And part of me loved you so…

Shane Durant looked up his boots and suddenly came face to face with the color gold. Three gold lines posed perfectly over his left eye and almost like the scars remaining after an animal's vicious swipe. Gold lines adorned a glittering eye that was cold and unforgiving.

The Dark Prince moved through the building with a grace that mesmerized. He was wearing a simple cloak that swirled around his ankles by the cool night. Shane began to shiver.

"My god…"

"That's a good idea. Start praying." The Dark Prince whispered. He turned to the man on his left. "Go and gather the civilians together, take them into main yard. If anyone tries to move, kill them." He turned to his left. "Disarm the Aurors as they neutralize them."

A Dementor glided towards him and seemed to hesitate. Snape stepped forward and bowed deeply. Then, as he rose, the swung Shane towards the creature. "Bon appetite, milord."

The screams could be heard throughout the prison. Shane's cries were the first of many; some in complete terror while others were of sheer joy. Snape opened the doors of many the gates himself. The terrors of Azkaban came flooding through his mind with each slamming door.

Natalie Lestrange, who had not seen her husband in nearly 15 years, burst into tears when she saw Snape. She ran to him, kissed him, and then punched him.

Severus staggered back from the shock. He nursed his jaw and stared at her.

"What took you so long?" She demanded.

Severus kneeled. "Forgive me, dear heart. But don't you have something better to do then break my jaw?"

"Like what?"

"Natalie." Called Adrien Lestrange in a breaking voice. He was standing but with help from Avery and Nott.

"Hey get a room!" He called after Natalie when she ran to her husband. "Or better yet, go to Akel Dama. There's food, clean clothing and something else waiting for you."

"What?" Adrien asked.

Severus smiled softly. "Your daughter."

"Is he back? Does…he know me?" Barty Crouch whispered softly. Crabbe was holding the man by his shoulders. Crouch looked at Snape expectantly. "Is he…"

"Your Master calls you." Snape whispered. He felt a shiver run up his spine. "He wants his son."

The joy on Crouch's face overwhelmed Snape. He turned away towards the door leading towards a cell so dank and cruel, it was called the pit.

The Pit was reserved for the most dangerous and darkest. It had been his home for two years and after that had until two years ago held the supposed the Dark Prince, Sirius Black.

Now it held, according to every report, Jack the Ripper. Snape opened the door slowly, trying desperately to keep the shaking down. He stepped quietly into the room.

And came face to face with the Hit Wizard Jena Key.

"My son is a raven…" The witch murmured softly, before turning towards the window to stare out.